He's a stranger to some and a vision to none

He can never get enough, get enough of the one

For a fortune he'd quit, but it's hard to admit

How it ends and begins

On his face is a map of the world

(A map of the world)

On his face is a map of the world

(A map of the world)

From yesterday, it's coming

From yesterday, the fear

From yesterday, it calls him

But he doesn't want to read the message here

On a mountain he sits, not of gold but of sins

Through the blood he can learn

See the life that he turns

From a council of one

He'll decide when he's done with the innocent

Oh his face is a map of the world

(A map of the world)

Oh his face is a map of the world

(A map of the world)

From yesterday, it's coming

From yesterday, the fear

From yesterday, it calls him

But he doesn't want to read the message

he doesn't want to read the message

But he doesn't want to read the message here

On his face is a map of the world

From yesterday, it's coming

From yesterday, the fear

From yesterday, it calls him

But he doesn't want to read the message here

From yesterday

From yesterday

From yesterday, the fear

From yesterday

From yesterday

But he doesn't want to read the message

he doesn't want to read the message

he doesnt want to read the message here